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[May. 19th, 2009|01:48 pm] |
Who: Asterion [narrative] and eventually Sato, appearance by Icarus.
What: The Minotaur is loose, Asterion was shoved into the mental labyrinth...and he's freaking the hell out.
When: Right after the Minotaur came out
Where: Asterion's mind, Dream Country, Icarus' dreams
Warnings: Language, sexuality annnnd anger/sadness/freakingout/panic
( The first scream was long, raw, gut wrenching as it echoed, over and over again, through those twisting halls... ) |
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| Measure twice, cut once. |
[May. 15th, 2009|11:06 pm] |
Who: Sato, Jesse, Coyote, Bonnie, munchkin NPCs, Divorce (Desmond), Raven, Rave, Punk, Gluttony, Athena--OPEN. Posting order and some such to be determined here
What: Sword exhibition, immortal socializing, and a friendly robbery
When: Friday early evening onto later.
Where: Murasaki Gallery
( Oh, the blades… ) |
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[May. 4th, 2009|04:49 pm] |
Who: Asterion, Orpheus, Icarus, Glibt, College, Sato, NPC: Mischa (Sato), NPC: Preston (Asterion), [OPEN to all those who got an invitation, finagled an invitation, or are too important in the mortal realm to need one.]
What: Asterion's long awaited gallery show!
When: TUESDAY night, May 5th.
Where: Gallery 405
( It is nearly time for the show to begin... ) |
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| Who put the flower in the barrel of that gun? |
[Apr. 29th, 2009|10:45 am] |
Who: Sato & Heroin
What: Making amends/friends/trouble
Where: LuDo Art Center, ikebana classroom (following into the downstairs cafe)
When: (backdated) Tuesday, early afternoon
( Sato liked flowers. ) |
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| I'm smitten, I'm bitten, I'm hooked, I'm cooked. I'm stuck like glue, you make me hungry for you |
[Apr. 20th, 2009|12:42 pm] |
Who: Sato, Mischa (NPC) and a smorgasboard of folk.
What: What did you think she's been doing?
When: Monday, noon (lunchtime!)
Where: Murasaki Gallery (office)
Why: A monster's has to be true to her nature.
WARNING: Food pr0n?
How to begin?
She sat, one elbow folded on the desk, the other stretched out to tip-tap the laptop. Relaxed. Calm. Sated. On the glossy screen the cursor blinked innocently. Finally, she pressed down on the key, making the first letter. Then the second, the third, fourth…
Paris is a movable feast, but New York is a big apple. The apple. Guzzle all the appletinis and fill up on Starbucks foam, but eventually flavoring won’t be enough; you’re going to need the real, pure thing—a bite of a genuine wonder. Sooner or later, everyone yields to New York’s temptations.
She smiled.
( Why resist? ) |
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[Apr. 13th, 2009|12:06 pm] |
Who: Jesse James and Hana Sato
What: Discussing how Jesse might repay for his much earlier transgressions
When: Noon
Where: Jesse's office
Status/Rating: Incomplete/TBD
( Read more... ) |
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[Apr. 3rd, 2009|07:47 pm] |
Who: Sato and Triton
What: Finally meeting face to face
Where: Starbucks
When: Friday Afternoon
Warnings: None
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| You got to roll with the punches to get to what's real. |
[Apr. 1st, 2009|01:48 pm] |
Who: Sato & Castor/Pollux(?)
What: Friendly overtures and introductions—punching bag included.
When: Wednesday (evening)
Where: Hannibal’s Gym
Why: Nothing says “nice to meet’cha” like an uppercut to the jaw.
( A good, really *good*, heavy bag session was nearly a carnal experience. ) |
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